My elbows sit on the table as my eyes harden. I lock my fingers together in front of me as I stare at Luca, who thankfully won't ask too many questions when I am in a bad mood.
"Their additional comments about the event sound like a convenient excuse to continue pursuit. I am not having this precedent set in my territory."
"Then…"
"If they want to take the time to arrange a proper council meeting where the whole truth can be argued in front of the eyes of each pack representative, then I would possibly consider making a move. Tell them this."
"Understood."
A mate bond that did not sever properly was rare, but not unheard of. We've researched it.
Usually it indicated a lingering emotional attachment that could be dealt with at a therapist. Foolish men who pressured their mates into accepting a rejection.
Just to see if they would continue to refuse. Like resistance proved their love.
Even when so many pressured them in the first place to accept.
